This
people draweth nigh unto me with their mouth, and honoureth me with
their lips; but their heart is far from me. -Matt.15:8

“Talk
is cheap.” Heard regularly on athletic fields across America.

I
better warn you. You have walked in during one of my rants. You might
be better off if you just turned and walked out the same way you entered.

Don’t
let the door hit you on the way out…

I
am sick and tired of the Christian-weenies. The cowardice of the average
American Christian male is disheartening.

There
is a difference you know…between a male and a man. The nation
is peppered with Christian males, but you will look long and hard before
you set your eyes on a Christian MAN. Male by birth, man by choice.

We
are in the mess we are in because of it…the lack of Christian
men. The “war on women’ is all of the rage in the media
during this election season. But a war on manhood has been going on
for at least two-generations.

The
other day a friend of mine wanted to introduce me to a guy he had recently
met. “You’ll love him Coach. He is a man’s man.”

I
didn’t have to ask him what he meant by that description. He knew,
and I knew, what a “man’s man” really is. They are
rare today…especially in the church. Most are passive men, neutered
and gelded by the feminization of the culture.

The
average “man’s man” wants nothing to do with church.
As a man once lamented to me after having heard me speak, “I
have been fighting to hang on to my balls ever since I walked the aisle.”

Even
worse, the average pastor has no idea what to do with a man’s
man. Most are looking for “Yes” men who obediently follow
the lead of their shepherd. The last thing they want to deal with is
a boat-rocker, one who makes waves inside the pastor’s “love
boat.”

I
find it revealing that the most popular Christian film of the year is
Courageous.
Finally, some one is realizing that Christian testosterone is a good
thing.

Nothing
has contributed more to the demise of America than the “metro-sexualization”
of the American male.

Our
churches are the worst. From moussed-haired, skinny-jeaned, metro-sexual
“worship pastors,” to insolated and isolated mega-church
“Preaching Pastors,” they are sissified males who model
a pacified, effeminized version of Jesus.

At
a time when our pulpits need testosterone-filled Ted Nugents we get
estrogen-loving Teddy Bears. It is no wonder the “saltless church”
is getting its butt kicked all across this nation.

They
talk a good game….give lip service…but very few are willing
to walk the talk. They are deceived, ignorant, or cowardly. None of
the three is acceptable for a leader. Most have traded their backbone
for a wishbone. Wishing ain’t much of a plan when at war.

Sorry
if I don’t sound very “Christian,” but our leadership
sucks. The pulpits of America are filled with man-pleasers who are striving
to do all they can to appease their customers.

Their
real job is to train, equip, and mobilize their “flock”
for the work of the ministry. They have done a putrid job. They are
weak role models, displaying a weak, compromising Savior.

They
love to visit the hospital to pray with the “saints,” but
they are MIA on the battle field where the saints are being destroyed.

Why
are we so afraid to do His will? Why are we so afraid to exhort others
to do the same? Why are we so willing to go down without a fight? Why
are we so afraid to confront evil?

Passive
leaders. Instead of God’s Generals we get God’s Nursemaids.
What leader worth his salt would want to keep his troops dependant on
him for his daily struggles? Why haven’t our pulpits raised up
men who will raise up other men? Duplication of oneself is the greatest
demonstration of leadership.

Instead
of reproducing leaders, we are reproducing followers. Instead of men,
we have geldings.

I
have heard from men who want to come to my Spiritual
Bootcamp…but they first have to get their pastor’s approval.
Can you believe this crap? For heaven’s sake GROW UP!! It is time
you were weaned off of your pastor’s milk! He should be pushing
you out the door…no wait…leading you out the door! Put on
your big-boy pants, fellas.

Can
I cut to the chase? Our “church system” is producing passive
men. They claim to “serve the Lord” yet they bow to every
un-Godly authority that crosses their path. Lip service. It reminds
me of my dog hanging his head out of the car window. It’s all
just lips flapping in the wind.

Should
we “obey God or man?” We all know the answer to that question.
But Christian men cower in the corner, sucking off of the pastor’s
teat, while the very future of their children hangs in the balance.

What
a sick, pathetic army we are…paralyzed by fear…hiding from
the enemy…depending on the wishbone rather than they backbone.
First-century Christians used the Gospel to turn the world upside down.
The Black-Robed Regiment led the fight for American Independence. The
Greatest Generation saved the world from Hitler. Today’s men are
sitting in padded pews, at least when not looking at Porn.

The
men lived in different times, fought different battles, and overcame
different obstacles. They used the same Bible, but today we have a different
Gospel. At some point we traded the True Gospel for a gospel of appeasement?
It is time for us to man-up

Look
at the pathetic response from the Catholic Church over birth control.
Instead of Bishops and their flocks surrounding the Capitol and demanding
someone reign-in the Communist who reigns over us, we watch them grovel
at the feet of the political system begging for “our rights.”

“Please
Mr. Obama; may I have another cup of porridge?”

We
have yielded our schools to the enemies of the cross. We have permitted
the slaughter of the innocent in the security of their mother’s
womb. We have sat in our churches and sucked on the nipple while they
have legalized the deviant in the name of liberty. We have “prayed
for our leaders” while our tax-dollar have been used to submerge
a crucifix in urine. They have attacked public prayer, public religious
expression, and all manner of God-given free exercise of faith.

“Please
Mr. Obama; may I have another cup of porridge?”

We
are nothing more than sniffling, powerless, pampered, pabulum eating,
weak-kneed off-spring of the King of Kings. I question if most of them
are even saved.

Wake
up Christian!! The same Spirit that raised Christ from the dead dwells
inside your mortal body!! It is time to come out of the closet.

I
look at my precious 16-month grand-daughter and wonder what un-spoken
horror she might have to go through because of the cowardice of her
“Grampy’s” generation.

He
that overcometh shall inherit all things; and I will be his God, and
he shall be my son. But the fearful, and unbelieving,
and the abominable, and murderers, and whoremongers, and sorcerers,
and idolaters, and all liars, shall have their part in the lake which
burneth with fire and brimstone: which is the second death. -Rev.
21:7-8.

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Interesting,
isn’t it? The first sinner that the Lord identifies is the fearful.
No wonder the world is marching all over the church.

“Men's
hearts failing them for fear, and for looking after those things
which are coming on the earth: for the powers of heaven shall be shaken.”
-Luke
21

Whistling
past the graveyard, that’s what our pulpits are teaching. Man-pleasers,
hiding from evil, ashamed of the Gospel…lambs for the slaughter.

It’s
all just lip service…empty words…“Full of sound
and fury, signifying nothing.”

Coach Dave Daubenmire, founder
and President of Pass The Salt Ministries www.ptsalt.com
and Minutemen United www.minutemenunited.org,
is host of the high octane Pass The Salt radio show heard in Columbus,
Ohio.

In 1999 Coach Daubenmire was sued by the ACLU
for praying with his teams while coaching high school in Ohio. He now
spends his energy fighting for Christian principles in the public domain.

Our
churches are the worst. From moussed-haired, skinny-jeaned, metro-sexual
“worship pastors,” to insolated and isolated mega-church “Preaching
Pastors,” they are sissified males who model a pacified, effeminized
version of Jesus.